I Love You
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Barry Middleton
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it is so easily said
and yet so hard to hold
not like the fairy tale
that we were often told
for love is like a song
that drifts into the night
and vanishes at dawn
as dark gives way to light
and love is like the tide
that steals the lover's plea
engraved in fragile sand
then washed into the sea
perhaps love is a bird
that flees a bitter wind
as seasons come and go
and love comes to an end
and yet my love is true
and lingers until death
for I will not let go
before my final breath
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